Keep It Rollin' Lyrics
The song Keep It Rollin' is performed by A Tribe Called Quest in the album named Midnight Marauders in the year 1993 .
Send Keep It Rollin' Ringtone to your Cell
Verse One: Phife Dawg
Aiyyo swing swing swing, to chop chop chop
Yo that's the sound when MC's get mopped
Don't come around town without the hip in your hop
Cause when the shit hits the fan, that a*s'll get dropped
MC's wanna attack me but them punks can't cope
I'll have you left without a job, like Isley from The Love Boat
So money watch your mouth, or I might have to bust ya
Battlin MC's, from JFK to Russia
Back down to London, Sweden and Brazil
Do a U.S. tour for three months and then a chill
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney
People love the Dawg like the kids love Barney
";I love you, you love me";
The shorty Phife Dawg is your favorite MC
So move back yaself dread, you know the element
The Tribe is good for your health like a can of Nutriment
MC's don't have no winds, MC's don't have no winds
I flips you crazier than a busload of Jerry's Kids
Your crew don't want it, man your crew don't want it
But if you feel you can swing it, then money please bring it
(sup) Large Professor in the house (sup)
(sup) You know how we do (sup)
(sup) I stay on your crew (sup)
(wha*sup) like Mario Lemieux (wha*sup)
(Wha*sup?) Peace to Ike Love
(Sup? Hah hah) and the rest of the crew (Wha*sup?)
(Wha*sup?) I meet you guys in front the cleaners
Bring the blunts and the brew so
Verse Two: Q-Tip
Wha*sup kids? The Ab is speaking from the moon
Thanks for your support, aiyyo I'll be home soon
But the only thing I ask when I return from my task
Is a whole bunch of beats and a Bla*s full of a*s
My fist stands firm because I'm, black and solid
I open up your pores like a plate full of collards
C'mon take it easy
